Thor frowns at the screen, determined to figure out precisely why it isn't working the way he'd expect it to, but he is suddenly distracted by Tony's touch. He's caught off-guard by it, and that solitary moment of something other than irritation tempers any frustration he felt at the device in front of him. Thor looks over his shoulder at him and smiles, then settles down beside Tony, curiosity sated for the moment.

"Yes," he says. "It's very different from the music we have on Asgard and very different from the music Jane listens to." He looks up at the speaker up in the ceiling. "Is this your favored music?"